Wednesday, February 17, 2016

Chairs

Chairs hold sentimental meaning.I’m not sure if any other furniture holds the
kind of appeal that a chair does. Everybody has a favorite chair or “spot” they
like to sit in/on.On the sitcom Big Bang Theory, Leonard’s
room-mate, Sheldon goes off the deep end if anyone sits in his spot. In the sitcom The Goldbergs, Murry Goldberg drops his pants at the door
after work and spends the rest of the evening in his recliner wearing only tightie-whities
and a dress shirt. And, in the movie Phenomenon,
Robert Duvall’s character questions John Travolta’s character’s commitment to
his chair-making girlfriend by asking, (in the way only Robert Duvall can,) “Do
you buy her chairs?”

Tim with our first grandbaby relaxing in the old recliner.

There are several traditions that involve an empty chair at
the dinner table.These empty chairs represent
remembrance for someone who has passed away, or remembering a deployed family member
who cannot be at the feast, or even the tradition of leaving an open chair for
an unexpected guest.

I think chairs are symbols.Symbols of home, safety, and comfort.Chairs also signal respect. Men stand up when a particular person enters
the room.People give up their seats on
public transportation for those they believe are in more need of a place to
sit. The head of the table is reserved for the C.E.O. or Daddy.Kids get their hynnies out of Dad’s chair and
move to a different spot when he’s ready to sit down and relax.

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The new recliner awaits...

Today we got a new chair.The old recliner bit the dust several years ago.We still used it for a couple years (way)
after its prime, before I convinced the family that it was time to let it
go.We went without a recliner for a few
years, but realized recently that we needed one again.So today, we picked up the new chair.We know it will take a little while to “break
in” our new chair, but we’re looking forward to years of laughing, relaxing and
sleeping it.

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I'm Nadine. Wife, mother, grandmother. I've been a teacher for many moons. I love to read. I think, therefore I write. Couldn't stop myself from being any of these things, even if I wanted to-- and I don't want to.